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HAPPY 2/2/24!! humbly offering this wip in his honor

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I need someone to look at me like I look at him. Happy Cody day! (2/2/24!) @codyday2224

Speed paint under the cut!

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I got so excited for Cody Day that I forgot to prepare anything for Cody Day!! Please accept my last minute contribution 🙏

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I've decided that Rex is the one who paints Kanan's eye mask with his bird of prey design.

Kanan's feeling pretty low still just after Malachor, he's still distancing himself from everybody, and Rex decides to go try to talk to him at one point and the first thing he comes up with to say is to point out that his new mask is pretty plain. It's awkward, he regrets it immediately, but then Kanan says that it gets the job done and Rex is abruptly reminded of himself so so long ago back at the beginning of the war.

He sits Kanan down and tells him a story about how, at the beginning of the war, only a few of the clones had paint on their armor, to designate things like rank and battalion in order to make it easier for officers to find them in the middle of a busy battlefield. The paint was practical and it was limited to a very select few. But the Jedi almost immediately started trying to encourage the clones to utilize the paint less sparingly, suggesting that maybe everybody could wear at least a LITTLE paint and use more individualized designs so that it was still easy to tell the commanders and captains apart from the others when needed.

Some of the clones had taken to it with gusto, but others had been more hesitant, and Rex remembers having been one of them. He remembers telling Obi-Wan that there was no real REASON to paint everyone's armor and especially not to come up with personal designs. The armor was practical and it served its purpose with or without the paint and special designs. But the Jedi had insisted on at least TRYING to come up with his own design and if he didn't like it, he could always take it off, so Rex had given in and chosen something to paint on the armor. And, somehow, it felt a little lighter the next time he put it on. It didn't erase the horrors of war or the pain of loss or anything like that, but it helped.

He tells Kanan that the mask right now is just a reminder of the pain of the injury and whatever other feelings he's still got all caught up in the Malachor mission (guilt over what happened with Ezra, grief over Ahsoka's loss). But if he puts his own design on it, it might turn the mask into something other than a constant reminder of something bad. Instead, it's a reminder of who he is, the combination of the person he once was and who he's become. He is more than just his injury or this mission and he can use the mask to declare that if he wants to.

Kanan says he never realized Rex and the other clones had cared so deeply about their armor and Rex says that the armor itself was meaningless. It's better than what's being handed out to stormtroopers, but not but a LOT. It was the design on it that had meant something and, more than that, it was what the design REPRESENTED: having a choice about how you were perceived by others.

Kanan asks why Rex had chosen his particular designs, the bird of prey eyes on his helmet in particular. Rex explains that he chose it because he liked birds and thought it looked cool, but he's kept the helmet for as long as he has because it's come to mean something ELSE now. It's not just a cool-looking design, it's a reminder of a better time in his life. It's a reminder of when he'd been a part of something greater than himself, with the other clones and the Jedi. It's a reminder of a time when he'd had hope that he and his people could one day come out the other side of this war towards a brighter future.

Kanan looks at the mask he'd grabbed from storage somewhere or something just to keep light from hurting his eyes as they recovered and to cover up the injury from other people's stares (even if he couldn't see them staring), then hands it to Rex and asks if Rex minds sharing that symbol because he'd like a reminder of that, too. Rex remembers the 332nd and their helmets that they'd painted to look like their chosen Jedi, almost blindly giving away their individuality in favor of that loyalty that had been stripped from them anyway. And then he looks at Kanan, choosing to make himself look LIKE REX, someone who had shared his face with millions once, because he wants to honor both the connections he'd lost as well as this new connection the two of them have built together now. And Rex says he'd be happy to share.

#kanan #rex #rebels

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THE SUN IS SMILING ON ME THE WORLD IS SMILING ON ME ON A DAY AS DRY AS A HOLLOWED OUT TREE AND A SADNESS PROLIFERATES IN ME - the world is smiling on me (Ferry feat. Anri) (listen to it)

happy cody day to all those who celebrate

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Second piece for Cody Day 2.2.24. Our Commander watching the Sunrise, in honour of this one special comic-scene from Obi-Wan. I'm sure he's standing in the background and will approach his commander in a moment.

(A lot of brushes I used are from kylebrush.com)

Cody. Thank you. For being an inspiration since day one of my Star Wars addiction.

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drew two Cody's enjoying some fluffy company for @dontbelasagnax

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Andor | Season 1 (2022)

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Prompt: Food

Seated at a table, Cody resisted the urge to adjust the collar of his dress grays, feeling the scratch against his skin. The unfamiliar dress uniform and the formal setting of the Galactic Senate's dining hall made him uncomfortable, like navigating uncharted territory. Among familiar and new faces, all members of the Appropriations Committee, discussions focused on logistics and budgeting. It was a necessary evil, the bill needed approval for the war effort to proceed. They needed provisions, supplies, the mundane yet vital stuff that kept the Grand Army of the Republic operational.

The absurdity of his presence at a Senate luncheon struck him. Was he here to assure them that clones didn't run on batteries, that they were, in fact, living soldiers who ate and breathed? A token gesture to humanize the war machine. If it got his men the gear they needed, he’d do what he had to.

Even as the appetizer was served, talk droned on about credits and allocations, Cody's attention shifted to his General. He couldn't help but notice Kenobi’s knack for handling the conversation. He engaged the senators with his own brand of wit and sincerity, steering the conversation back to the issue at hand. And they listened, seemingly charmed by the stories he told and the explanations he gave.

Cody couldn't ignore the subtle signs of strain on Kenobi's features, how his jaw clenched despite his smile, the flash of irritation or surprise in his eyes even as he kept his tone agreeable. The weariness of the burden of advocating for a seemingly endless war, of having to practically beg for the bare necessities to feed and arm his troops. Of once again explaining to some Senator, who’s outfit probably cost more than Cody’s armor, why it was necessary to requisition spare body gloves. Or boots. He didn’t envy Kenobi at times like this.

Cody couldn't quite place what the appetizer had been, all he knew was that it was unlike anything he'd ever eaten. As the plates were cleared, he overheard two aides across from him expressing disdain for the food, lamenting their current situation of dining on dry nuna instead of enjoying a meal at a proper restaurant. Cody was firm in his loyalty to the Republic. He understood his role, fighting for the safety and security of its citizens. Yet, moments like these highlighted reality, a glimpse into the disconnect some citizens seemed to revel in. Lost in his thoughts, he nearly missed the arrival of a plate in front of him. Everything seemed unfamiliar. While he could assemble a blaster in record time and calculate the velocity of a sniper shot in his head, nothing in his training had prepared him for determining which fork to use for whatever was on his plate.

General Kenobi took mercy on him. Cody felt a subtle lean as Obi-Wan quietly explained, "The green on your plate is an algae salad, I won’t eat it, I’ll give you mine when I get a chance. The meat is nuna, and the rest is a variety of grains and vegetables." Obi-Wan explained, demonstrating the use of the cutlery by subtly displaying the fork and knife he held in his own hands.

Cody appreciated the lifeline of information. "Oh. Just like in the mess. How boring." He couldn’t help but quip. One of the aids looked in his direction, not reacting to his words per se, but probably that he could talk at all. He smiled politely and focused back on his plate but caught the way Kenobi's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled.

The rest of the conversation became an indistinct hum as Cody savored each unfamiliar flavor on his plate. His attention wavered. His General would have to forgive him, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to recall a single bit of the conversation during the meal. Even under pain of torture.

After the main course was cleared away, negotiations continued. It wasn’t too far from any precarious diplomatic situation Cody had ever encountered. The battle plan was essentially the same. Even as the conversation continued, a team of droids appeared, setting up a table of even more food. Tiny, meticulously decorated cakes and sweets, finger foods, and a variety of beverages were made available. Cody was focused on the talks, providing insights when prompted to the needs of the GAR, to the troops. It was all too tempting to indulge in everything on display, but he refrained, sticking to a cup of caf and a single tiny cake. Maybe he should have indulged. Perhaps a demonstration of how much a trooper could actually eat might have emphasized the necessity of their requisition amounts. A bold move, but he couldn't afford to compromise the image he needed to maintain as Marshal Commander.

When the talks concluded, more or less successfully, Cody couldn't help but inquire about the fate of the remaining food. The response was predictable, no one truly knew but it would probably be disposed of by the cleaning droids. Cody sighed inwardly, fully aware of the galaxy's struggles, the whispers of food shortages. He was intimately acquainted with the daily fare of rations, nutrient pastes, and the occasional gruel for variety that sustained him and his brothers. The contrast between their reality and the excesses of the Senate left him wondering how anything in the galaxy managed to function at all.

He couldn't pinpoint when or how it happened, but back at the barracks, where his sole focus was shedding the uncomfortable dress grays, one enthusiastic trooper informed him of the unexpected delivery of food. Cody observed with a mix of relief and amusement as the 212th eagerly tore into the food, with more enthusiasm than he had seen at the Senate. Seemed the idea of waste hadn’t sat well with the General either. Cody felt just a little better about the day, even if it was just a small victory.

#cody #obi-wan #codywan #fic

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I hope you have a very Cody day

And two crops under cut

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For Coday!! Commander Cody making use of Obi-Wan's lightsaber.

You can find it and the collection on ao3.

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Being polyam is FR like "I'm not aro/ace but I believe in their beliefs"

#aro #ace #aroace #asexual #aromantic #polyam #polyamorous

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happy cody day!!!!!!

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Here comes a special boy!

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Thanks to Cody Day I finally got to paint clones in armor for the first time (don't ask me why I didn't do that sooner)

I'm more confident with traditional art techniques, so here's our favourite boy in watercolour. In the end I did two versions and I'm so happy with how it turned out (now I need to do helmetless Cody too)

Thanks @codyday2224 for organizing the celebration of our beloved Commander's special day.

Happy Cody Day to everyone 🧡

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okay. one more art piece for cody day. definitely my last one (<- lying)

#cody #obi-wan #212th

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These things made precious by war. happy Cody Day, take two!

@codyday2224 (thank you again for doing all the work in sharing these)

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